A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Tumhari Sau Galtiyan

 

Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,

Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai

Never Forget

The hate that I feel inside for you

For all the crappy things you have put them through

The Happiest Day Of My Life

The happiest day of my life

Was when I first laid eyes on you

For you were like a

ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क

Be The Best Of Whatever You Are

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

 Be a scrub in the valley — but

A Pretty Woman
That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fre

IS DHARTI KE TYOHAR

अलबेलों की इस धरती के त्योहार भी हैं

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

kismat ki baat hai

Kismat kismat ki baat hai

Jab se mila hu tujhse,

Tu mere sath hai

Kismat

KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN

Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,

Jaha jaha sath chale wo raaste dhoondti hu

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